(Michelle Lui's POV)
The moment we left the café, the sky had turned a warm honey-gold — that perfect late-afternoon glow that made everything look soft and expensive.
Even the pigeons seemed filtered.
We crossed into the north side of Central Park, where the trees were taller and the leaves clustered thick like a canopy. The air smelled like roasted nuts from a street cart nearby.
Kate stretched her arms dramatically.
"THIS is the perfect lighting for photos."
Lara gasped. "She's right. WE NEED A FULL SHOOT."
Vince whipped around like a soldier receiving orders.
"I AM READY."
Jeff muttered, "No one asked you."
Andy smirked and pulled out his phone.
"Okay, models. Let's do this properly."
And just like that—
the city tour evolved into a full-on chaotic fall photo rampage.
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1. The Group Photos: A Symphonic Disaster
Kate positioned us under a tree whose leaves were practically glowing.
Photo 1: Normal Pose
Everyone smiling.
